Nothing Escapes The Vigilance Of

To Young Men Contemplating A Voyage I Would Say Go. The Tales Of Rough Usage Are For The Most Part Exaggerations, As Also Are The Tales Of Sea Danger. To Face The Elements Is, To Be Sure, No Light Matter When The Sea Is In Its Grandest Mood. You Must Then Know The Sea, And Know That You Know It, And Not Forget That It Was Made To Be Sailed Over.

To Be Taken Into Account Were Some Years Of Schooling, Where I Studied With Diligence Neptune's Laws, And These Laws I Tried To Obey When I Sailed Overseas; It Was Worth The While.

They Made A Shrewd Guess That I Could Give Them Some Useful Information, And They Were The First To Meet Me. Some One Said They Came To Arrest Me, And - Well, Let It Go At That.

I Was Born In The Breezes, And I Had Studied The Sea As Perhaps Few Men Have Studied It, Neglecting All Else.

Was The Crew Well? Was I Not? I Had Profited In Many Ways By The Voyage. I Had Even Gained Flesh, And Actually Weighed A Pound More Than When I Sailed From Boston.